His Secret Heroine by Jacobs Delle

Author:Jacobs, Delle [Jacobs, Delle]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Delle Jacobs
Published: 2013-03-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

So, Reggie figured, he not only had to figure out how to get Chloe to marry him, but how to save her sisters, as well. It was nice to know the real problem, but what to do about it was another matter entirely.

He would understand if she married another man for her sisters' sake, but he saw danger in that for her. A man like Castlebury would not hold the deception against her, but Castlebury also wouldn't marry her in the first place. Nor would Bibury, who simply didn't have the blunt to marry. And Reggie shuddered to think of the fate of two young girls as well as Chloe in the hands of a man like Vilheurs. One more reason Reggie had to find a way to marry her, himself.

But how? If his book sold modestly, which was the best he could reasonably expect, and if he managed to keep on writing and selling as he believed he would, he could support Chloe. But he couldn't help her sisters. And his father would still cut him off, so that would only make things worse.

Reggie even thought of sacrificing himself for his love. He could go to his father and agree to marry Portia, if his father would help Chloe get custody of her sisters. Fortunately for Reggie, he quickly realized the futility of such a sacrifice. The duke would never bother with negotiations since he already believed he could force Reggie to marry Portia.

Reggie spent weeks in the pretense of not caring while he pondered his new dilemma, seeing Chloe everywhere he went, and exercising the utmost politeness and good manners, now and then escorting Chloe himself to keep up the front of amiability. Perhaps it might have been easier if he had merely decided to abandon hope, but he had never been one to give up his dreams.

She was there, everywhere he went. Time after time, they found themselves face to face, with the rest of society slowly sliding away, leaving them almost alone. But not entirely alone, for Vilheurs was always there, with Lady Lavington by his side, always encroaching.

Sometimes he sought the solace of the open sea, the only balm he could find for his aching soul. He could not make himself write, for the moment he picked up his pen, thoughts of Circe invaded.

He happened to be with Castlebury in Hatchard's when the first copies of the book, most bound in simple boards, were placed on the shelves. Feigning no more than mild interest, he picked up the red leather bound copy and marveled at how small it was, almost entirely covered by the span of his hand. How had so many sheaves of paper and hundreds of hours of his life been compressed into anything so tiny?

The Adventuress. By Roger Beauchef. Not very original. He'd argued for Lionel Mannering, or Lionel anything, as long as it was utterly different from his real name. But Ludwick had his mind set, and he owned the press.

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